Ok, so it has been a week since I wrote about my lump, my mind and the fact that I knew nothing. Well, I know more now and still nothing all at the same time.

So I went to the OBGYN on Tuesday and he felt what I had felt (so I am not crazy;). He said he wasn’t worried at all and we would have a mammogram to confirm and because I need one;).

I got in for my mammogram today and well… this is where it gets interesting?

So the mammogram itself wasn’t that bad. Not something I would be doing for fun but nothing to worry about or avoid by any means. So they took the pictures and stuck me in a room to wait…. And wait…

Then ultrasounds, then more pictures…. Then the doctor…. Well, they found something on the other side. What can I say, I am all about balance and symmetry;). They are pretty sure that it is nothing but they aren’t sure.

So tomorrow I am going to pay a fair amount of money to have them do a needle biopsy. I won’t know the results for about a week.

They are going to stick me with a needle and have a machine that sounds like a sewing machine going at the same time.

I am going to pretend that I am not freaking out…. I have a new lump and a fear of needles. What would I be freaking about? I mean, I was fine with them cutting me open for my c-section but the needle in the back made me want to freak.

Blurg….

And I don’t know if I am just sensitive (due to the drama and my extremely crazy schedule) but I am also a little annoyed with a friend. I feel like I am going to internally combust from the stress so I actually ask for help and I now feel like a burden…. I think I am just being sensitive. I hope. She and I definitely respond to these things differently and I am hoping I am so emotional over it because I don’t want to freak out about the lump and biopsy.

Ok, rambling and whining over for the night. Good night everyone!